"you!"

"fart!"

The woman became anxious and finally revealed her greedy and vulgar look, pointing at Lin Han and starting to curse.

Zhuang Yao, who was still sleepy, picked up the purple clay teacup on the table.

Suddenly he threw it over.

Crash!

The purple clay teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The woman, covering her bleeding forehead, burst into tears.

Woo woo woo!

"How dare you hit someone!"

"I'm going to sue you!"

Zhuang Yao's grip is really strong.

And it is very accurate.

Just hit the woman squarely on the forehead.

That's not all.

Zhuang Yao just shook his head and walked out from behind the counter with a swagger, looking at the woman he hit with amusement on his face.

The attention of everyone at the scene was attracted by her.

She was only wearing a loose long T-shirt, and her loose black hair was tied up casually.

The fair and tender body was faintly visible under the loose clothes.

The most outrageous thing was that she didn't panic at all when she looked at the woman with blood all over her face.

Even, a little... excited.

I don’t know if she was frightened by Zhuang Yao’s demeanor or her aura, but the howling woman actually shut up.

He looked at Zhuang Yao blankly and timidly.

Zhuang Yao stood in front of her, looking down at her.

Then he stretched out his white index finger and gently lifted the woman's shoulder strap.

This originally vivid scene made the onlookers feel a little nervous.

The reason is simple, it's just because Zhuang Yao, this woman, has such a cold aura, and seems to have murderous intent.

In her eyes, ordinary people are like little ants.

"You want to sue me? My name is Zhuang Yao, where are you going to sue me?"

Zhuang Yao let go of his shoulder straps and asked the woman with his hands behind his back.

The woman covered her face with her hands, blood seeping out from between her fingers and dripping onto her legs.

She looked at Zhuang Yao with her mouth half open, but didn't dare to speak no matter what.

Then she turned to the buyer next to her for help.

Who would have thought that the buyer would frown, as if he really didn't want to be implicated by her!

Zhuang Yao covered her mouth and chuckled:

"You have been abandoned by them!"

Zhuang Yao said to the woman:

"How dare a lowly person like you to go on stage and compete with Lin Han? How dare you be a pawn for a high official?"

She raised her eyebrows, pointed at the woman and cursed:

"Jin Hai didn't let you go to jail, but that doesn't necessarily mean it this time!"

The woman looked up at her, her pale face and the blood flowing on it formed a strange contrast.

The eye exposed was filled with fear.

The whole person seemed to have suffered a huge fright, neither looking like a human nor a ghost.

Zhuang Yao shouted, "Get lost!"

The woman ran out as if escaping.

Zhuang Yao coughed a few times and walked back to Lin Han as if nothing had happened.

The two of them looked at the buyer together.

Having lost his teammates, he was trying to remain calm.

Lin Han raised his chin and asked:

"What about you? Do you have anything else to say? The master has left!"

The buyer glanced nervously outside the door, but still pulled his legs back:

"Anyway, you Shuangmulin are a fraud!"

"Moreover, beating people in broad daylight!"

"I don't think there's any store in Siping City that's more arrogant than yours!"

Listen to him say this,

Zhuang Yao lowered her head, lifted her hair on her forehead, and did not forget to wink at Lin Han!

There's really nothing we can do about her.

Lin Han shook his hands and shrugged:

"I can't help it. You guys are the ones who are looking for trouble... Is there anyone else?"

Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.

As soon as Lin Han finished speaking, two figures appeared outside the store.

The tall one is the head of the Cultural Bureau, Dai Jun.

Lin Han also knew the person next to him.

It was Leader Liu who came to the store that day and wanted to force Lin Han to take the cultural relics to the exhibition.

What is coming will eventually come.

Lin Han sat on the Diaoyutai, drinking tea leisurely.

Those colleagues looked at the situation and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

Lin Han tried to keep him without any hesitation:

"The highlight is yet to come, don't you want to watch it?"

"No... No..." The shop owners hummed and hawed, not daring to say more.

Of course, he didn't dare to have any interaction with Dai Jun who was about to come in.

We are all businessmen, and what we fear most are people like Dai Jun.

Under Fatty Liu's attentive care, Dai Jun walked in.

He looked around in surprise, pointed at the buyer on the sofa and asked Lin Han:

"Are there guests? Why is the atmosphere so off?"

Lin Han put down his tea and looked Dai Jun up and down: "Boss Dai, aren't these all the people you hired? Let's not beat around the bush, stop pretending!"

Then, he added:

"By the way, Jin Hai's mistress was beaten up, didn't you see it?"

Dai Jun's face was uncertain, but it was obvious that a man of his status and position would

Faced with this situation, I can still hold on.

"Lin Han, are you kidding? I admire your talent and envy you..."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the pair of stone benches in the middle of the room.

The stone bench is green and slightly white, the surface is shiny enough to reflect your reflection, and there are auspicious cloud patterns carved around it.

Around the stool, there is a circle of maids carved.

The relief reveals the maids' round faces, wrists and plump thighs.

The eyebrows, eyes, flowing ribbons and sleeves are all clearly visible and lifelike.

Each maid had a different makeup and expression, some were smiling shyly, some had cold faces, and some were hiding their impatience and fatigue.

Dai Jun was so fascinated by the scene that he leaned forward to take a look at the carvings on the other side.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Dai is also a fellow traveler. This pair of stone benches is really exquisite."

Lin Han changed the subject and said with a cold face:

"It's a pity that Jin Hai Xiao San is blind and can't recognize this good thing. Yes, I bought it back at the price of a junked item."

He stared at Dai Jun with a sharp gaze:

"If you're not convinced, sue me!"

Dai Jun withdrew his gaze from the stone bench and sat down in the seat where Jin Hai's mistress had sat just now.

“The antique trade does have rules for finding bargains, but there are many cases where sellers get their items back.”

Lin Han didn't say anything, just looked at him calmly.

Dai Jun leaned back on the sofa:

"Anyway, I still say the same thing. The stone bench belongs to the Cultural Bureau. Just treat it as a donation from you, Shuangmulin. I, Dai Jun, will be in charge of applying for a provincial commendation for you!"

Lin Han hummed: "What else?"

"Otherwise, I can only be very sorry."

Dai Jun looked at the exquisite cultural relics on the cabinet in the room:

"You don't want these people to come and cause trouble every day, right?"

As they were talking, Fatty Liu and the buyer were staring at Lin Han at the same time, watching his reaction.

Bang bang bang!

In the silence, Zhuang Yao stood up and clapped her hands.

"Boss Dai is really good at this...but..."

Zhuang Yao looked doubtful and said in a gentle voice:

"I don't know. If the higher-ups knew that you and Jin Hai's mistress were hanging out together every day, and that you were trying to consider Shuangmulin and asked us to donate the stone bench..."

"In that case, what will happen up there?"

As she spoke, Zhuang Yao blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Dai Jun with an innocent face.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who are you?"

Dai Jun looked at Zhuang Yao:

"It is a crime to slander me!"

Zhuang Yao showed an impatient look, turned around and went to the back room to take out her notebook.

Open the USB drive.

A man and a woman appeared on the screen.

The man is Dai Jun, while the woman has a smooth back and black hair like a waterfall.

Obviously not Dai Jun’s wife who is in her fifties.